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The homecoming

There are no questions about where I have been, as he flings chubby toddler arms around my neck.

He stands at the top of the stairs, bare feet dancing in dinosaur pajamas. His bright eyes meet my own as I climb. His face beams with delight, blue stars flashing with brimming joy.

MAMA!

He shrieks with joy. MAMA! You are HERE!